Luyện nghe bài hát Gutta

It's so

Ace

You comin' round here
Talkin' all that
Talkin' 'bout you get all bricks
I'm a have to come round way
I'm real you all too fake

And a pistol ya mama stay
Act like I know where you lay
Betta act right fo' I get
Act up I'm a let the spray

(Get 'em)
Boy, ya go
(Get 'em)
Boy, ya go
Blocka, blocka, blocka,
Boy, you go

Hol' up with it,
let me get 'em
Gun cocked, his cheerin'?
No talk, to get him
Fake niggas make me kill him

Make his body shiver like he naked in a
fact I'm a leave him in the river
Come and get him when it's
Nigga holla back, I'm gutta, I done told ya

Rock boy over bags
Say you movin' them of crack
See nigga you a lie like Pac is
Man you niggas all

And you homies won't
'Til your somethin' like tags
Don't me slide the mask
To from blast, get his ass

You ain't comin' here
Talkin' all that
Talkin' 'bout you get all bricks
I'm a have to round your way
I'm real you all too fake

And a pistol where ya mama
Act like I know where you lay
Betta act fo' I get uptight
Act up I'm a let the spray

Now let me get 'em
I walk up in the place
Put the in ya face
Tell 'em gimme K

Fuck niggas and they don't think
I know where they lay duct tape they face
Pop pop, that K then we leave em and we find
'em in a of days

Pussy niggas where you lay
Actin' like I don't know you stay
Runnin' at ya man, ya nigga's too fake
Tellin' all the niggas you move them thangs, what?

Y'ain't 'bout that lie. Y'ain't got no stride, naw
You'nt really grind, leave em in the
'Til the D find 'em, dumb niggas
And they huggin' on the grind in the of this town
We gon' 'em

You ain't round here
Talkin' all that
Talkin' 'bout you get all bricks
I'm a have to round your way
Nigga I'm real you all too

And a pistol where ya stay
Act like I don't know you lay
Betta act right fo' I get
Act up I'm a let the automatic

Now who am I? Mothafuckas wanna
I pull up in that rover
They know that over
Big in ya body like coasters

Creep, we deep with soldiers
Black to carry that toaster
Hot head, now they callin' me
But still in Adidas with the heaters, millimeters

Wanna see where yo at pop
Pop just me ace
niggas, I'm a call you dead
Click clack now ya red

Hand 'em an tampon, no batteries included know
The clip be on, it'll take yo mans on
Leave his slumped in the damn yard
(Get 'em)

You ain't comin' round
Talkin' all that
Talkin' you get all them bricks
I'm a have to round your way
Nigga I'm real you all too

And a where ya mama stay
Act I don't know where you lay
Betta act right fo' I get
Act up I'm a let the automatic